The autumn wind and autumn rain are sad.

The weather these days is as bright as the temper of Master Zhao Feng on Qingchi Peak, and it is sunny and sunny. A few days ago, the sky was clear and the autumn wind was swaying. After just a few days, it became an angry autumn wind that could roll the three-fold thatch on the house.

Xu Changan walked down Shushan step by step with a package on his back, in the heavy rain, and in the mud.

He didn't feel the cold wind was biting and the heavy rain was frozen.

After all, when he woke up, he had entered the early stage of Tongji Realm. He could feel the power flowing in his body, but he just didn't know how to use it.

He looked at it and saw a tree in front of him, and was about to go over and hide.

Although he is fine even if he can soak the heavy rain for three days and three nights now, the crackling sound of raindrops does not match his mood at this time and sounds particularly irritable.

When he was going up to Shushan, he hugged Ye Qianshu tightly and somehow he got to the mountain. The road to go down the mountain alone seemed so difficult, it was a road he had never walked at all.

He was carrying a long sword and a white kitten fell asleep in his arms.

All the blue shirt was soaked, but the little white cat was lying peacefully in Xu Changan's arms. Its body was covered with a layer of oil paper for umbrellas. This thing made Xu Changan feel uncomfortable.

He originally wanted to take out the piece of oil paper and press it on his head, look at Xiaobai who was sneezing, and after thinking about it, he would just forget it.

The wet clothes and the body are tightly fit, which is very uncomfortable.

Only a small drop of rain fell under the lush trees. With such heavy rain, the ants meant that the heavy rain was coming and they were busy moving their own food.

They are just protected so well.

Thinking of this sentence, Xu Changan immediately thought of someone.

"Young people should go around and see it. They stay in Shushan all day long. They are almost unaware of it because you are so upset. Even if you become a master, what's the use of it?" Xu Changan could feel the kindness of the serious old master to him, and dared not refute it. He could only lower his head and receive the teachings.

Lin Zhinan and the cripple also lowered their heads silently.

Niu Zigao and Zhu Fugui couldn't help laughing.

The old teacher felt that it was a bit inappropriate and could only turn the topic awkwardly.

Suddenly, a thunder broke out, and Xu Changan suddenly woke up and wanted to rush into the pouring rain. The little white cat in his arms screamed, and he lifted up his wet clothes and lowered his head to see the piece of oil paper that was about to be wet by the rain.

Gripping his teeth, he took back the steps he took.

He remembered Uncle Shi once said that there were very few people struck by lightning, so he shouldn't be so sad, right?

A thunder exploded again and the sound of rain became louder. He gritted his teeth and still couldn't go out, and he refused to go out.

Heavy rain in the mountains usually occurs with fog.

Through the water curtain and mist, a green dress of silk clothes slowly walked over.

It’s almost dark now. The heavy rain, green skirt, and oil-paper umbrella, these three things reminded him of the beautiful female ghosts who charmed people’s hearts and sucked people’s yang energy in the mouths of storytellers.

The man slowly approached Xu Changan. Xu Changan saw the person coming clearly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, it's not your Black sister who is a little disappointed?"

Xu Changan looked at Miss Wang and said helplessly: "What are you talking nonsense again? I just didn't expect that you were the first person to send me off."

Wang Zihan raised his eyebrows on his delicate face, but his face was a little proud.

"Then your popularity is really bad. Only when you reach the hillside will someone come to see you off."

Xu Changan smiled bitterly and said, "So should I thank you?"

Wang Zihan thought for a while, nodded, and handed over the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and the package on his back.

"You should thank me." Xu Changan opened the package and found a slightly larger set of brocade clothes.

Xu Changan held the brocade suit and stood there in a daze.

"Change after going to the tree, will I see you?" Xu Changan touched his nose awkwardly.

"I'll help you watch Mr. Baihu's child." He said that, and took Xiaobai, who was still sleeping soundly.

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But it seemed that I could smell some fragrance, my nose kept shaking, and finally arched into Wang Zihan's arms, and then fell asleep quietly.

When the matter was over, each peak was on the right track. As the second closed disciple of the Lord of Qingchi Peak, Wang Zihan of course knew the origin of Xiaobai.

She looked at Xu Changan, who was wearing a robe and looked slightly bloated, frowned.

"Thank you... Thank you." Wearing dry clothes is much more comfortable than wet clothes.

Wang Zihan's pretty face turned slightly red, but the night slowly came, and Xu Changan did not see it.

"No need to thank me. It was your black sister who asked me to send it. Master asked her to ask her for something to ask her sister, but she couldn't come."

Xu Changan lowered his head, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or happy, and replied lightly: "Oh."

The silence was like death, only the untimely sound of God, crackling.

"When will you... go back?" Xu Changan asked carefully.

Does all men just talk nonsense if they can’t find the topic? Wang Zihan was speechless. “Do you want me to go back in the heavy rain? Or do you want me to leave early.”

Xu Changan was panicked, his head shaking like a rattle: "No, no."

Xiaobai in Wang Zihan's arms screamed in dissatisfaction in his dream, as if he was blaming this fool who was confused.

"Where are you going next?" Wang Zihan couldn't bear to look at this clumsy boy at a loss. It would be much better to find some topics than to be silent in this heavy rain.

"The Grand Master told me to go to Ling'an Prefecture, Tongzhou, first, and said that there might be something I want to know there."

Wang Zihan's tone was concerned: "Don't you know where this Ling'an Prefecture in Tongzhou is?"

Xu Changan shook his head. "I believe that the old teacher will not harm me. I am a little man. If I want to harm me, it would be as simple as killing an ant. There is no need to lie to me to Ling'an Mansion in Tongzhou."

Wang Zihan looked at Xu Changan in surprise, and Xu Changan continued: "Besides, I don't know what I am now, a waste or a genius."

Wang Zihan lowered his head and whispered.

"They said I am a Taoist body, a genius that is rare in thousands of years. But I am not the same, two eyes and a pair of ears. At the age of sixteen, I opened up thirty-six major obstacles, but what's the use? You have defeated me." Wang Zihan's face turned slightly red when he thought of the situation he was riding on his body that day.

Xu Changan also lowered his head and said in an inauspicious voice: "I'm sorry..."

Wang Zihan suddenly looked stern: "Hmph, I almost forgot to talk about serious business. This time I came down to remind you that although I am not in Shushan, don't fall behind in practice. Next time I meet, I will definitely beat you up and look for teeth. I don't want to be defeated by a waste."

Xu Changan didn't dare to look at this young lady, most afraid of seeing the shaking eyelashes on his big flickering eyes when he was angry, which were so beautiful that it was moving.

The rain was a little lighter, and Wang Zihan threw it to Xu Changan regardless of Xiaobai's protest. Xiaobai felt the dry clothes, and did not make a noise, and continued to fall asleep. Wang Zihan gently touched Xiaobai's forehead and left with an oil-paper umbrella.

Xu Changan didn't understand how he should describe his mood at this moment. He stared at the back until it turned into a small black shadow.

He sighed and was about to leave when he saw someone.

People wearing straw raincoats and hats.

"Are you here to give me a gift?" Xu Changan asked lightly.

Chen Wan walked into the big tree, took off the hat on his head, and didn't say anything, but just looked at the long sword with the hilt of the sword exposed on Xu Changan's back.

He shook the straw raincoat on his body, and the rain splashed everywhere. Xu Changan stood in front of Chen Wan again. Xiaobai crawled onto Xu Changan's head with disgust.

Xu Changan smiled bitterly and said, "You are here to warn me to practice well, right?"

Chen Wan looked at Xu Changan with a strange expression. "What does it have to do with me whether you practice or not?"

I thought of something casually, and the corners of my mouth seemed to be smiling: "So Miss Wang was here to let you practice well just now?"

Xu Changan nodded and pulled

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A smile appeared. "Yes, don't worry, I will practice well."

Chen Wan looked at Xu Changan, looked him up and down, and then circled around Xu Changan: "I'm starting to envy you, a fool who doesn't understand the girl's worries."

Xu Changan grabbed his head.

Chen Wan sighed and said, "Okay, I heard you are leaving. I'll chat with you and take a look at this famous sword."

Xu Changan handed over the long sword on his back.

Chen Wan held the long sword, looked at the blood-red giant sword, and suddenly said, "It is also a kind of honor to die under your sword."

Perhaps the rain was getting heavier again, Xu Changan said "Hmm?", and seemed to have not heard clearly.

Chen Wan smiled and returned the sword to him. As he said that, he laughed and left: "I have nothing to give to you. Remember to practice well in the future."

Xu Changan was a little confused, and everyone was very surprised today.

"Didn't it meant that whether I practice or not is not your business?"

Qingchi Peak.

The heavy rain destroyed many lotus leaves.

Tie Caiyi sat in the pavilion in a daze, facing a pond of autumn water and a pond of remaining lotus.

"Miss Caiyi is so intriguing?"

Ning Zhiyuan's body recovered a lot, took a big sip of wine, and then looked around vigilantly, afraid that the aunt who picked it up was discovered.

Chen Guizhi snatched the wine pot: "Your aunt said, you are not allowed to drink!"
To be continued...